Date: Tue, 27 Sep 2011 17:00:03 -0400 From: RJ T10000 Subject: RJ Chronicles - Cruising America Part 18 Cruising America This is a work of creative writing otherwise known as fiction. If you shouldn't read this don't. Don't like the story there are other areas to search through. Enjoy. RJ. M/b/b 18 - Swim Meet. Mondays classes were nomal. Boy cock into lockers and showers, Boy cock out of the lockers and showers. Oh yeaeth, PE too. I took my boys with Carl in tow to swim practice. Coach Carter, the swim coach called a team meeting, including parents. He wasn't looking good and kept grabbing his side in pain. Everyone went to a small room, probably used for yoga or something similar. "We have our first swim meet scheduled. It is this Saturday against Ames. We are the visitors. The rest of the swim meet schedule is on this list". Brian and Pete started to hand out the schedules. "Most of the meets are on Saturdays with a few Friday nights in the mix. I need volunteer parents to be drivers and chaparones on away trips. Some of the meets are across the state. I have asked the school for a bus and driver but we can't afford to pay the driver or the fuel costs". I held up my hand. "Yes Coach RJ?". "I can drive the bus, let me talk to Principal Winston. I may be able to get the football team's coach buses if they aren't being used". "Thank you Coach". He continued his speach. I called Tom Winton. Done. I signaled to the Coach with a thumbs up. "Next thing I would like to cover is a name for this team. It is our first year and I don't think you boys want to be called the 'Boys of Fort Dodge, Iowa greater area YMCA swim team'. Got any suggestions". I repected Coach Carter, but now I am starting to like him. Direct, to the point and made the boys think. The boys threw names in the air, the parents tried to add cute names but were dismissed. The youngest boy eton the team, maybe six raised his hand. Coach acknoledged him and he stood. "We are swimmers so shouldn't we be named for a fish. My daddy caught a marlin on vacation once. Its in our basement stuffed". The oldest of the team, 17, came and picked him up. "FLYING MARLINS". I had to chuckle. We are in the middle of the USA with more than 1000 miles to any ocean. To late. The boys went nuts. "Flying Marlins it is". Mrs. OMalley piped up. "I work at a design and print shop, but I am no design artist. I can however print signs up at cost for the team". I said "I'll take care of the design Mrs. OMalley". "Please Coach, call me Pam. Does the RJ stand for anything?". Brian was the first to respond "Don't ask". Tyler and Ryan busted out laughing and couldn't contain the giggles. The rest of the boys started to crack up as well. The parents weren't far behind. I said "Mrs. OMalley, Pam, I have a strict policy at the school, students call me Coach RJ or Coach Towsend. I don't like my name butchered or tongue tied. Since most of the boys are in my classes I would prefer it stays that way, however you may call me RJ'. I showed her my drivers license. "Oh. that explains a lot. RJ". Some of the boys wouldn't give up. Pete made the statement to the boys "How many wind sprints do you want to do next PE". The room fell quiet. "Team hit the pool. 20 laps". Brian and Pete led the team to the pool. Coach Carter continued with the parents. "I have been looking into team uniforms, speedos, warm up suit, towel and gym bag, bulk discount I can get them fiited for $150 per boy". I said "What about skull caps and swim goggles?". "Thats going to cost more, now $200 a child". Some of the parents hummed and hawed. One father said "No disrepect but that is a lot of money now a days". Coach Carter said "Do you want your child on a swim team or not". Now I liked this guy. I said "Write a check to the YMCA for what you can to support the team. We will make other arrangements to cover the balance". They didn't need to know. As far as the comminty was concerned I only made about 23K as a PE teacher. I never cashed a single paycheck from the school system. That was between me and Principal Winston. Swim practice over and the boys hit the showers. I spent extra time with the boys to make sure the woodies were well placed for the ride home. We met Mrs. OMalley with Carl. She excused him and Tyler and Ryan went with him. She said "I want to thank you for the weekend. Carl told me all about it". Oh shit. "RJ my son and I don't lie to each other. He told me everything, including the conversation he had with you regarding sexuallity and what you told him. I thank you. He needs a male role model and friends. He has chosen you to be his pseudo father role model along with your sons, and Brian and Pete. If my son chooses to be gay and finds love I do not have a problem with that. It is his choice and I will love him and support him for it. I only ask that you do not harm him". "Pam, I will not let any harm come to your son. I promise that on my life. I will protect him like he is my own". "Fair enough, You have my permission and blessings". She took Carl to the car. I took the boys home. The boys did homework and I played with a design for the swim team logo and banners. I had plenty of advice, Tyler called Brian and he came over to add more input. He also helped the boys with homework and chores. The design was done, marlin on the back of the warmup top with 'Flying Marlins over the top shoulder to shoulder. The suits were blue with a grey racing stripe. The warmups, towels and bags all the same with the logo. I went to Pam's shop to get the banners printed and to Coach Carter's contact to get the swim team outfitted. The only thing that didn't have the 'Marlins' on it was the speedos themselves. Not enough room to silkscreen on. Besides you didn't want to slow them down in a meet. God bless speedos and the packages they tried to hide. Thursday practice came and the team uniforms were ready. Coach Carter pulled me aside holding his side even more. "Brian and Pete have asked that you take over Coach. "I need to get to the hospital". I called 911 for the parametics. The rig showed up minutes later, Coach Carter had an inflammed appendix and was going under the knife. He was going to be out of the game for a while. Shit or get off the pot. I accepted the chalenge. I had Brian and Pete to help out. I called a team meeting including the parents, we went to the same small room. I said "Coach Carter is ill and may need surgery. Out thoughts and prayers go with him. We still have a meet on Saturday. Thanks to my nephews and Coach Carter I have been asked to take over short term. Any objections?. "No Coach RJ". Even the parents got it.. "First order, the team suits are in and we need to make sure they fit. I know some may be shy but most of you boys are in one of my classes. No disrepect to the mothers, fathers are welcome to join in the locker room for sizing" I held up a set of the speedos and warm ups. A small pip from the team, the youngest that gave the team its name. "Its Okay coach, I"ll do it here". He walked to the front and pulled his orange and red speedos frpm his little lithe frame off. No shame here..Nice little body. Nothing hard but had a sweet package. Small cocklet, uncut and balls tight to his frame. Brian and Pete started to go though the suits. "What is your name?". "Thomas, or Tommy". Brian and Pete outfiitted him with a suit and warm ups that fit his size. He was the first to wear the 'Flying Marlins' team logo and show his pride. The oldest on the team came forward to be next to his little buddy that named teh team. He dropped his suit and got outfitted by Brian and Pete. I asked him his name "Tommy Walters. I am 17". I said "I guess I have to call you two the 'Tom Toms'". The parents were getting unconfortable with the cock show. Big Tommy had a nice sized cut cock and balls the size of large acorns with a brown patch of hair above and around his cock. Tyler and Ryan were ready to drop their suits to get fitted for the new team outfit. I stopped them. "The rest of you will get fitted in the locker room in a moment. But before we go let me ask the team 'Why are you here?'. Boys raised their hands and gave some answers, 'Exercise', 'Sports' no one gave the answer I was looking for until a boy about 12 or 13 raised his hand. "To Win Coach". "Thank You. That was the answer I was looking for. If you want win you have to be stronger and faster than your apponent" I wrote 'Resistance' on the wipeboard. "Brian come here please". He came to my side. "Please remove your warm up top and bottoms". He did as told to show everyone his muscular swimming frame. I lifted his arm to show his arm pit. "Brain and Pete both shave their bodies to be faster in the water. The more resistance you have to the water the slower you will swim. This is not magic, every swim coach knows these tricks. Your apponents will do the same thing". "I can only recommend, but shaving your bodies before a meet will make you faster in the water. I don't want you to shave for practice. Only right before the meet and then rub baby oil on your skin. Any Questions?". "No Coach RJ". "OKay locker room, lets get those suits on and hit the pool". Brian Pete and I undressed and suited every boy on the team. I know I spent extra time to make sure the fit was right in the crotch. Out of the 32 boys on the team I know I fondled about half. From the littlest to the oldest teen. I asked Brian and Pete to remove their swim suits to show that they even shave the pubes. I told the team "If you are going to shave you don't need to shave if the hair is covered by a speedo or skull cap. Tomorrow we will help you if you want and before each meet". "Yes Coach RJ". "Okay you guys are looking sharp. Are you ready to impress your parents before we do laps?". Huge smiles on all 32 faces, plus Brian and Pete. "Tom Tom, I want you to lead off because you are the smallest. The rest line up behind him by height. If you are shorter than the boy in front, tap his shoulder and move ahead. Everyone starts on the left foot. March to the end of the pool and stop. Everyone turn on my command to the bleachers. As loud as you can at the same time 'We Are the Flying Marlins'". The boys marched out of the lockers with the little one in the lead. He stopped where he was suppose to. The boys stood at attention, and I gave the 'Right Face' command. They all yelled "We are the Flying Marlins" to the applause of their parents. Brian and Pete took over practice. Fridays practice I had three dozen disposablee razors, and Johnsons baby oil. I asked who was going to shave. Every boy raised their hands. I started with Tom Tom. I shaved his chest and arms, moved to his legs. I held his little dick and balls as I shaved him completely. He got a woody in my hand. I played with his foreskin and crown and his tiny nuggets, I oiled his body from his neck to his ankles rubbing it in to his velvety skin. I put his speedo suit on him and sent him to the pool. I did this to each boy one at a time. If a boy had any pubic hair I asked if they wanted me to shave it off or leave it alone. "Coach will this actually make us faster?". "Yes Charlie it will. It will knock tenths of seconds off your times if not even a second". Charlie was 13 with a red pube patch over his cut cock. "Shave it off". I shaved his pubes off while I held his cock and balls. He got to about 4 inches when he hardened. By the time I got to big Tommy I asked and he said shave it off. His balls were hairy so I took my time not to knick him. His cut cock grew to 6 inches as well when he was being fondled and oiled. Four of the boys decided their little patches were more important. Otherwise 28 boys were completely hairless except for what was on their heads, which were high and tight. I made it a short practice because the bus was leaving at 7:30 in the morning. Besides that I just shaved 32 boys and had their cocks in my hand. I needed to bust a nut if not two. I started to leave with Tyler and Ryan. Pam OMalley came after me with Carl. "Coach RJ, I have to work first thing in the morning. Can you please take care of Carl". "Sure, jump in Carl". Since she gave me permission to make love to her 11 year old son that is exactly what I planned on doing. Maybe not fuck him yet but at least suck him off. I got the boys home and started dinner. The boys settled down for homework while I cooked. After dinner and homework the boys cleaned up dinner. I headed to the bedroom to get out of my clothes. I still had a raging hardon from shaving and fondling all those boy and teen cocks. I called the boys to the back. Tyler was the first, When Carl came in he said "Whoa". I said "Carl I don't want to scare you and you don't have to do anything you do not want to but I need sexual relief. If you want to you may join in". Tyler came to the bed. I pulled his shirt over his head revealing his silky smooth chest. He kicked of his shoes, and dropped his pants, socks and undies on the floor. Ryan also got naked. Both boys joined me on the bed. Carl hesitated but stripped and climbed on the bed. I moved him to straddle my chest. I played with his cut little cock until it maxed out at 3 inches from his body. I pulled his ass to my face and took his cock into my mouth. I don't know which son took my cock into their mouth. I didn't care I spread my legs. The other son was sucking my balls. I sucked on Carl, and lifted his ass up so I could get to his tiny balls into my mouth. I returned to his cocklet and sucked him off. Carl cliimaxed in my mouth. I felt two tongues on my shaft and crown. I released Carl and moved him to the side so we both could watch Tyler and Ryan sucking my cock. Tyler said "Do you want to try Carl?". He shook his head no. Too early I guess. Both boys had my cock loaded with saliva. Tyler got on top of me and opened his ass and lowered himself onto my cock until he bottomed out. Carl "Whoa, Tyler what are you doing?". Tyler smiled and rode me. I filled his ass with my cum. Tyler got off me and moved to my chest. His 2 1/2 inch cut cock now took the place of Carls in my mouth. He left a cum trail on my chest from his ass. Ryan kept my cock hard and replaced his ass on my cock and rode me I filled his ass with my cum as well. I sucked Tylers cock and balls until he climaxed. Ryan did what his brother did. Slid his ass on my chest leaving a cum trail. His 2 1/2 inch cut cock also disappeared in my mouth until he climaxed. I sent the boys to the shower. When they were done I took a shower as well. I put pajamas on them and Carl slept on the bottom bunk, Ryan in the top. Tyler spooned up with me. I got the boys up at 5:30 to get some breakfast and get ready. I sucked each one before I put the speedo on them and the warmups. I drove to the school to pickup the coach bus and head back to the YMCA. The other bus was already there. I loaded the swim team on my bus along with Brian and Pete. Parents loaded onto the other bus. We took off for Ames. About 1 hour and 1/2 ride. The parents unloaded and went inside. I got everyone oiled up and rubbed in along with Brian and Pete. The boys unloaded the bus and got set for the march. Little Tom Tom lead them in stopped. Each boy had his gym bag in his left hand. They looked great. Tom Tom called the command. Left Face. The boys all turned at the same time. "We Are the Flying Marlins". The other team wasn't organized. Our boys stood there until the other team lined up in front of them. Each boy shook hands with his apponent. I hit the whistle. The boys broke up. Of the about 100 races the Marlins wiped them out. We won the meet 82 to 16. On the way back the boys told their stories and high fived and sang all the back. When I got Tyler and Ryan home I peeled them out of their clothes. Both boys undressed me. They both shared my cock, my balls and my cum in their mouths. Monday was back to school and swim practice after. I talked to director of the YMCA. Since they had two locker rooms for each sex, they closed one locker to every else but the swim team. Which I enforced with the parents as well. With that issue taken care of I allowed Brian and Pete to shower with the team. Now I had 34 boys ranging from 18 to 6 that would be in some form of hard on state. Most of them with not a hair on them except their heads. I had a team meeting. I said "One you guys did great on Saturday, I am proud of each of you". They beamed and high fived each other. "Second I know boys will be boys. I want you all to shower after practice and the swim meets. You are going to see each other naked every day. Which also means you will get erections and that is fine with me. If you want to play with each other that is Okay with me too, as long as it is mutually consented and stays in here. Do I make myself clear?" "Yes Coach RJ". "Good Any Questions?" It was one of the middle aged boys "Are you going to shower with us Coach?". "I might". "We have a swim meet Satuday at 10:00 and we are at Home. I want everyone here in the lockers by 9:00 am to get shaved and baby oiled". "Yes Coach RJ". "Okay, hit the showers". One boy asked jokingly "Hey Coach, If I have to shower here does that mean I don't have to shower at school after PE" "Only if you plan on failing my class". "Nevermind". All the boys peeled the speedos off and headed for the showers. Carl got a boner as usual and the other boys followed suit. Carl got brave and reached for Brian's 6 inch cut boner, he jerked Brian until he came on the shower floor. Big Tommy had little Tom Tom's stiffy in his hand. I decided not to shower with them today. Maybe later. Most boys got dressed and left. Tyler and Ryan were waiting for me. Brian and Pete were left. Pete came to me and fished my cock out of my trousers and boxers. He knelt down and gave me a blow job. I shot my load down his throat. He got up and said "I haven't done that to you in long time Uncle RJ". We left and I took the boys home. School night, no messing around, pajamas and bunk beds. The next day I decided to shower with the team to see what would happen. The boys all got boners. Charlie a red head and now shaved pubes and his four inch uncut cock stood next to me in the shower. "Coach you said yesterday that to mess around it had to be mutually consented right". "That is correct Charlie". "Does that include you as well?" "Well Charlie, I am a gown adult, and you are 13 do you think that we should mess around sexually?" He smiled at me "I would consent to it". "I would consent as well Charlie, why don't you hang around a little late, let the boys get dressed and leave". He did. Everyone was gone except for Tyler, Ryan and now Charlie. Charlie said "What about them". I said "They are my sons. They know all about it". I layed him back on a bench and spread his legs on either side. I played with his 4 inch boner rolling the foreskin back and forth. I licked his pubic area and took his 4 inch cock into my mouth. I licked his small ball sac and tongued his nuggets. He was in heaven. He was about to come so I stroked his little cock until he came. He had only a tiny drop of clear cum that came out of his dick. I licked it off of him and tasted his sweet boy juice. I let him up and he dressed and departed. "Thanks Coach RJ". My raging hardon not withstanding I took the baby oil and lubed Tylers ass. I fucked him on a bench. He played with his own cock and so did Ryan I pulled out of him before I came and blew all over his cock and balls. I put him back in the shower, we dressed and I took my boys home. Wednesday Carl also stayed late in the showers. He was getting bolder with me. He wanted to try to suck my cock. Brian was sucking Ryan's cock and Pete had Tyler in his mouth. Carl didn't do bad for the first time. I warned him about his teeth. I warned him when I was getting close to cumming. He pulled off of me and took my load in the face. I praised him. He asked "Are you going to put your dick in my ass like you do with Tyler and Ryan?". "If you want me too, and when your ready. I made Tyler and Ryan practice with rubber dildos and butt plugs so it would open them up before I tried to put my cock in their ass. If you want that Carl then we can start working with you as well". "Yes Coach RJ, I do want your dick in my butt". "Okay, ask your mom and come out to the farm after the meet on Saturday". "Cool". "Come on boys lets go home". Saturday came and all my swim boys were in the lockers at 9:00 as instructed. I shaved them and oiled them up. They all seemed to enjoy the pleasures of my hand rubbing their cocks with the baby oil. The four boys that opted not to have their pubes shaved before all gave in. 34 boys, not a pubic hair to be found except for the bathroom floor. I got them suited up and into the warmups. Tom Tom led his team to the pool. "We Are the Flying Marlins". I went to the head coach, shook hands and got organized. My boy stayed at attention until the other team faced them. The boys shook the others hand. I gave them the whistle. We cleaned their clocks. I took Carl back to the farm with us with the promise that he would be at church at 9:30 Sunday. I gave him an enema bag treatment along with Tyler and Ryan. I inserted the three inch rubber probe in his ass and told him to try to keep in as long as possible. I inserted my 6 inch cock into my son Ryan's ass at the same time. To Be Continued. RJ